Chapter 409: Chapter 409: The Eldest Young Master of the Wen Family (Second Update)
“Zhou Heng, look quickly, the Xie Wenbo who beat us and Jiaming yesterday has come out!”
“And that Qin Yunyue who called the cops is out too.”
“Eh, why is the eldest Miss of the Zheng family with them?”
“Regardless of whether the eldest Miss of the Zheng family is with them or not, we’re tracking them today.”
A dozen meters outside the Shencheng Hotel, in a black Mercedes, two men in suits and sunglasses were watching Xie Wenbo, Qin Yunyue, and others walk out of the hotel doors, and began whispering.
These two were the rich kids who were on the beach yesterday with Cheng Jiaming, secretly insulting Xie Yiting, and got injured by Xie Wenbo.
They were sent by the young master of the Cheng family, Cheng Jiaming, to the hotel to investigate and find Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue.
These two had already learned the identities of Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue from hotel staff through various means.
Then, they sat in the car, waiting outside the hotel like a hunter waiting for its prey, for Xie Wenbo, Qin Yunyue, and their group to appear.
They knew Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue were here in Shencheng for a vacation, and they would surely go out during the day, allowing them to track Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue.
Then, they would tell Cheng Jiaming about Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue’s whereabouts.
Cheng Jiaming would then find someone to take revenge on Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue.
Walking out of the hotel doors were Lin Fei, Xiao Ling, Qin Yunyue, Zheng Yutong, Liu Wei, and others.
Zheng Yutong and Liu Wei handed their car keys to the hotel staff to bring their cars from the underground garage.
While they waited for their cars, Yuan Yuxi, hiding at the corner near the stairs in the hotel lobby, quickly sent a voice message via WeChat to Qin Zimo: “Are you there yet? Lin Fei and the others are waiting for their car, there’s not much time, hurry up!”
Dong, Qin Zimo replied with a WeChat message: “Yuxi, we’re almost there.”
At this moment, a hotel staff member drove up a white Maserati and a red Ferrari to the hotel entrance.
After the staff got out, Liu Wei got into the red Ferrari, and with the staff’s help with the door, Lin Fei sat in the passenger seat.
Xiao Ling, Li Qing, and Xie Wenbo sat in the back seat, while Zheng Yutong got into the white Maserati, Xiao Ling in the passenger seat.
Qin Yunyue, Xie Wenbo, and Li Qing chose to get into Liu Wei’s Ferrari instead of Zheng Yutong’s Maserati to give more space to Xiao Ling and Zheng Yutong.
As for why Lin Fei and Liu Wei weren’t given more space, it’s because Qin Yunyue knew Lin Fei had many women and didn’t need any more room.
The two beautiful female drivers drove the Ferrari and Maserati, carrying Lin Fei and the five handsome men away from the hotel.
Ding.
At that moment, the hotel elevator opened, and Qin Zimo and four beautiful women stepped out wearing sunglasses.
Yuan Yuxi immediately ran over and said, “Zimo, their cars just left.”
“Chase!” Qin Zimo commanded.
The five beauties instantly transformed into wind-chasing women, swiftly striding out of the hotel entrance.
Meanwhile, in the Mercedes parked outside the hotel, the two rich kids monitoring Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue were about to drive after Liu Wei and Zheng Yutong’s cars.
The sharp-eyed Zhou Heng spotted Xie Yiting and her four female companions stepping out of the hotel entrance, telling his partner: “Duan Junhui, look, that’s Xie Yiting!”
Duan Junhui immediately looked over and said, “Yeah, that’s her, Cheng Jiaming is quite interested in her!”
“They got into a taxi, let’s wait a bit, they might be together with Xie Wenbo and Qin Yunyue,” Zhou Heng said with a glint in his eye.
Qin Zimo and the others got into two taxis, Yuan Yuxi pointing towards the Ferrari and Maserati a dozen meters away, instructed the driver: “Driver, follow those two cars ahead.”
The driver nodded: “Okay.”
The two taxis swiftly left the hotel.
Watching the two taxis following the Ferrari and Maserati, Zhou Heng in the Mercedes displayed a cold smile: “Indeed, they are following them.”
“Zhou Heng, you’re right, none of them will escape this time. I’ll call Cheng Jiaming right now,” Duan Junhui said as he made the call.
Meanwhile, Zhou Heng started the car and followed the taxi carrying Yuan Yuxi and the others.
In the Mercedes, Duan Junhui had already connected the call to Cheng Jiaming, and Cheng Jiaming’s inquiry came through the phone: “Junhui, did they come out today?”
“Jiaming, they came out, that girl whose surname is Xie also walked out. After we take revenge, do you want to handle that girl too?” Duan Junhui said with a lewd grin.
“Hehe, of course, I’ll handle her, such a stunning beauty. If I don’t, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life,” came Cheng Jiaming’s wicked voice from the phone.
“You all follow them carefully, call me when they reach the destination. I’m with Young Master Wen right now.”
“Okay, Jiaming.” Duan Junhui ended the call.
Duan Junhui looked at Zhou Heng and said, “Cheng Jiaming said after revenge he wants to handle that girl whose last name is Xie. I think those other girls with her, their beauty and figure aren’t inferior to her. Should we each pick one to have some fun?”
Zhou Heng replied with a lascivious smile, “Do I even need to say? We should of course take some interest.”
City center, commercial district.
In the bustling commercial plaza stood towering buildings, office buildings, large malls, clubs, bars, and various entertainment and leisure spots.
This bustling commercial center plaza, with a daily flow of hundreds of thousands, had a particularly striking “Golden Dragon Building.”
The Golden Dragon Building was a magnet for various entertainment and consumption.
The skyscraper, over a hundred stories, offered shopping, bars, dining, health, fitness, billiards, arcades, cinemas, and even services not fit for daylight…
This was a famous money pit in Shencheng.
The Golden Dragon Building was jointly owned by Shencheng’s second-largest wealthy Wen family and the fifth-largest Cheng family.
At this moment, in a spacious luxurious office on the top floor.
Four people sat on the leather sofa.
The first was Cheng Jiaming with a slightly swollen chin, the second was Jin Weiming who had suffered twice at Lin Fei’s hands, and the third was Song Haoyu.
The last was a young man around twenty, with brows like swords, a gaze filled with charisma and authority, a handsome face with a touch of sternness, wearing a white international brand Fan Zhesi shirt paired with light blue Milan brand jeans.
Such an ensemble, if worn by someone else, might instantly look incongruous, but not for him.
His tall stature, unique presence made him embody a gentleman’s elegance.
This man, brimming with extraordinary aura, was the Wen family’s eldest son, Wen Xiaojun.
Wen Xiaojun was also Song Haoyu’s cousin, and the Wen family was not only a Shencheng oligarch but held significant influence in Shencheng’s military.